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Friday, May 25, 2007

because my eyes
wouldn't shut
shut
shut
shut
sleep invited me to the
other end of the bed.

i layed
gazing thru the front screen
staring thru the willow tree
remember how bright the
streetlight seemed when
first laying here
now noticing not much.

how i wanted to put the
bed right in the front
under the window
but worried light would creep
creep
creep
creep
in too much or somehow
would slip
slop
slip
out
down the curb
around twisty corners.

last nites
kept me remembering
breathing in crisp spring breezes
wish
wash
wish
letting me almost slip
slop
slip away--

And then I fell asleep.

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